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Unchain Me: An MC Romance: Bleeding Angels MC, #6
Unchain Me: An MC Romance: Bleeding Angels MC, #6
Unchain Me: An MC Romance: Bleeding Angels MC, #6
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Unchain Me: An MC Romance: Bleeding Angels MC, #6

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Unchain Me is book 6 and the finale of the Bleeding Angels MC series!

I was left a prisoner to the worst people in the world.
He was my only ray of hope. The only man I've ever loved.
We swore to keep each other safe. 
Even if it means both of us doing the unthinkable.


AIMEE
Six years ago, they gunned my father down in the streets like a dog. 
Ever since that day, I was left a prisoner to the worst people in the world.

My only comfort came from Jake. He was my best friend, my rock, my one reason to live.
He's the only man who could make me forget all the terrible memories.
Who makes me feel whole. 

He's my best friend, but I want something more.
I just hope that he'll see it.

Before it's too late. 
Before the Bleeding Angels take away what little hope and dignity we have left.

JAKE
The two of us were always close. Best friends since we were in diapers.
But our destiny was always going to be different.

She had a glimmer of hope, and all I have were the Bleeding Angels.
I can see the way Aimee looks at me. I know what she wants, because I feel it too.

And when one of the bastards in the Bleeding Angels put their hands on her, something snapped inside of me. Awakened a monster that I can't hold back.

The devils want to take away what little she has left, and I'll do whatever it takes to save her.
Because she's mine.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 9, 2018
ISBN9781386034414
Unchain Me: An MC Romance: Bleeding Angels MC, #6

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    UNCHAIN ME: Bleeding Angels MC (Book 6)

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    I WAS LEFT A PRISONER to the worst people in the world.

    He was my only ray of hope. The only man I’ve ever loved.

    We swore to keep each other safe.

    Even if it means both of us doing the unthinkable.

    AIMEE

    Six years ago, they gunned my father down in the streets like a dog.

    Ever since that day, I was left a prisoner to the worst people in the world.

    My only comfort came from Jake. He was my best friend, my rock, my one reason to live.

    He’s the only man who could make me forget all the terrible memories.

    Who makes me feel whole.

    He’s my best friend, but I want something more.

    I just hope that he’ll see it.

    Before it’s too late.

    Before the Bleeding Angels take away what little hope and dignity we have left.

    JAKE

    The two of us were always close. Best friends since we were in diapers.

    But our destiny was always going to be different.

    She had a glimmer of hope, and all I have were the Bleeding Angels.

    I can see the way Aimee looks at me. I know what she wants, because I feel it too.

    And when one of the bastards in the Bleeding Angels put their hands on her, something snapped inside of me. Awakened a monster that I can’t hold back.

    The devils want to take away what little she has left, and I’ll do whatever it takes to save her.

    Because she’s mine.

    Chapter 1

    Ican’t believe that I said those things to Aimee. The words were sticking in my throat and I had to fight just to get them out. I hope she understands why I had to do it, why I had to make it look like I didn’t care.

    So does that mean you believe her, Summers? The suspicious voice in my head asks me, and the truth is I don’t know the answer to that question. I know that I desperately want to believe her, and such a short while ago I would never have had to think twice over whether or not I could trust her. But that doesn’t take away from what she did and I don’t know if I can ever forgive that, let alone forget.

    The appalled expression on her face when I said those terrible things to her makes me sick of myself. I pace around the dark room that I’ve been locked in again. Scar had said that it wasn’t a prison, but it’s hard to see it as anything else when I have no way of getting out.

    Ryan had barely been able to stop talking when we’d arrived back at the compound. We’d headed back into Wheels and he hadn’t even bothered to hide that he was rubbing coke on his gums as he ordered us a couple of beers. I’m pretty sure that I don’t imagine the looks of disgust some of the bikers give him as he gets high with the stash that they’re supposed to be dealing. But if Ryan notices, he doesn’t seem surprised or bothered by it.

    You should’ve seen her face! Ryan tells the story over and over again. The words that I say to Aimee get worse at each telling and her reaction becomes more and more pathetic until I can’t take hearing about it anymore. It’s bad enough that I did it and I have to live with the memory of it. I don’t need a director’s cut doing the rounds with the bikers.

    I think I’m going to hit the hay. It’s been a long day. I hope that my expression is rueful and not disgusted when I look at Ryan, but I soon realize that he’s too far gone to even notice the difference.

    Sure thing, Summers, sure thing. But tomorrow, we’re going to celebrate our new Patch! So rest up; you’ll need your strength! Ryan laughs like a hyena at this and waves me away before turning to the pretty bar tender and trying to engage the poor girl in conversation.

    I feel like I might have hit the jackpot and that I’m going to be able to slip away to figure out if I really do want to go see Aimee. But I underestimated the Angels, and that never ends well. Before I get to the door, a heavy hand lands on my shoulder, and from the sheer size of it I can tell it belongs to Spike.

    Here to escort me back to my suite? I joke, but Spike’s clearly not in the market for hilarity tonight. He doesn’t even respond, just gives me a little shove in the direction of my one-roomed cell. I barely have time to walk in and turn around before I hear a bolt slide into place and then the familiar click of a padlock closing around it.

    So no bedtime story then, I mutter under my breath, and sit down heavily onto the bed.

    I already know what I want to do. I made my decision almost as soon as Aimee asked me to meet her at the shop tonight. There’s nothing that I want more than to see her. I want to apologize for the hurtful things I said to her. It had been too easy to say them, as if I was trying to punish her for the hurt that she’d caused me. It wasn’t right and she deserved better than that.

    Did she think that you deserved better when she was boning Ryan? I wonder. I wish there was a way of turning off a part of your brain. Right now, I could do with shutting up the obnoxious voice in my head.

    I pace around the room trying to figure out how to get out of this box, but I know it’s an impossible task. There’s one way in and one way out, and there’s no getting out without a key, which I don’t have. It’s a simple equation: Me + No Key = Screwed.

    I’m well aware that if I don’t show at the body shop, I don’t know when I’ll see Aimee next. The idea of being apart from her, of not seeing her face, of not seeing the cute way she bites her bottom lip, gives me an actual pain in my chest. I know what she’ll think if I don’t show tonight. She’ll think that I meant all the terrible things I said to her, that I don’t want to see her, and that the words I called her are exactly what I think of her. She would be wrong. But if I can’t get out of this box then there’s no way of making her see that.

    These thoughts are revolving round my head when I hear a murmur of voices from the other side of the door, followed by the click of a padlock opening and then the sound of the bolt sliding back. I jump off the bed, readying myself for whatever it is that the Angels are going to do next.

    But it’s not an Angel that walks through the door. It’s Suzie.

    What are you doing here? I don’t even bother to veil the contempt in my voice. I haven’t seen her since she’d managed to persuade me to go with the Angels without making a fuss, since she’d managed to convince me that Aimee had betrayed me.

    Just thought you might want to see a friendly face. Suzie smiles lazily and for a split-second there’s a glimpse of the pretty girl that she used to be rather than the wreck of a person that stands in front of me.

    And that’s what you think you are? A friendly face. I couldn’t sound any more sarcastic if I tried. Go away, Suzie. You’ve done enough damage for a lifetime. I lay back on the bed, throwing my elbow over my face and waiting for her to leave.

    But I don’t hear her footsteps retreat; instead, it’s the opposite that happens. I can hear her footsteps advancing towards me until she’s standing by the bed. She looks down at me, her chin set in what looks like grim determination and then she does the last thing that I expected. She grabs hold of my belt buckle and deftly opens it, like she’s done it a thousand times. Uncharitably, I think that she probably has.

    Woah, there! I jump back as if I’ve been burned. What the hell are you doing? I hold out my hand to stop her from advancing any further towards me.

    I thought it was pretty obvious what I’m doing. Suzie looks flirtatiously at me from underneath her lowered lashes. "Why do you think that meat-head let me in? I told him I was

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